May 2014
Your Gray-Blue Eyes Mimic The Sea,
For They Glimmer Beneath The Sun,
Yet When The Sky Sheds Gentle Tears,
Your Heart Churns With A Sour Rage,
Devouring Each Ray Of Light,
Therefore, Leaving None To Spare,
Which Then Turns Daytime's Brilliance,
Into A Cold And Starless Night
For They Glimmer Beneath The Sun,
Yet When The Sky Sheds Gentle Tears,
Your Heart Churns With A Sour Rage,
Devouring Each Ray Of Light,
Therefore, Leaving None To Spare,
Which Then Turns Daytime's Brilliance,
Into A Cold And Starless Night
Can't You See What I Sea In You?
My Heart Is A Sailboat Upon Your Soul's Churning Waters.
My Heart Is A Sailboat Upon Your Soul's Churning Waters.
